Friday, May 29, 2015
This is a shot of my Dad in his hospital bed. Only a few hours later he passed. I have and always will miss him. He was a good, kind man. He taught me to laugh, tried to teach me to think before I speak. But he always let me be me.
So… I think he would be good with me moving on, getting back to art and just remembering the good times, not the getting rid of all his "stuff", remembering his last days, and all the could have, should have stuff we all deal with when one we love dies. My Dad was an organ donor and so he was cremated, we will bury his ashes next to my Mom and my big brother John, in Kemmerer in a few weeks.